In Great Qin, I Check In at the Imperial Harem

The steam hadn't yet cleared from the bathing tub when a glowing, battered book came crashing into the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Water splashed, and the mist swirled. Zi Nu rose from the water, naked, her sword already in hand. But the instant its tip touched the book's cover, she froze.

It said: She was a supporting character in someone's diary.

And the diary's owner claimed to be Ying Zheng's son.

A thousand miles away in Xianyang Palace, the young Ying Zhao was racking his brains over a System task.

The task was simple: evaluate his father, the First Emperor of the Ages.

Chewing on his pen, he casually wrote a few lines of youthful opinion, completely unaware that...

Every character he wrote made Big Sister Zi Nu in Xinzheng's eyes widen in shock.

Every new line kept the ruler of Great Qin awake all night in Xianyang Palace.

Two Systems, separated by a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, began to resonate.

History's carriage had been rolling steadily along its tracks...

Now it seemed someone had kicked one of its wheels crooked.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.